Blackmail Word Origin Novels & Stories

Melissa was certain Lauren was going to send the money. With the way she had threatened the woman, she was sure Lauren wasn't going to think twice before sending her the money. But that was the problem she had with rich people, they were stingy and didn't like to give others a dime. Well, she wasn't others, she was going to milk Lauren of every cent the woman have. With blackmail, of course.

"Helen wasn't just meddling for pleasure but also blackmailing me." This word dropped like stone between us. "Blackmailing you for what?. He ran his hand through his hair, his eyes became clouded. " Something happened years ago. "Benjamin..." I said softly, "what did you do?" He sighed. "It wasn't just me. It was my father and Helen's mother." My father had a business deal with her years ago. But the deal went wrong. Money was misplaced, a man got missing, and Melanie blamed my father. When he gave up the ghost, she turned her attention to me."

''Weruche, someone is either trying to blackmail you, or this is a threat. ''Oh, bravo miss Sherlock Holmes just figured that out.'' Weruche sneered. ''Now that you've informed me that I'm being threatened - or blackmailed, God knows, I hadn't even thought it was blackmail, but then who better than the culprit to explain everything - please, do tell me what I am getting blackmailed for.''

“ No! “ I exclaim. “ Fine then, prison it is for you. “ He says in a cheery tone, knowing he has me trapped. If only I didn’t blackmail him for money. He sits back on his chair and starts doing his work, looking at his screen whereas I just sit there, cuffed thinking about my future. Do it for Tim, Emma. Just close your eyes and say it. “ Fine, I… I’ll do it. I’ll be your mistress. “ I whisper, my voice barely audible but he hears me. “ Sweet, sign here then. “ He mutters, taking out a bundle of paper. He had it planned since the night I blackmailed him, didn’t he?

“So you listened to me, went against Edward, and you lost his trust. Why didn’t you tell him? It would have made things easier for you.” “Because I couldn’t face Edward. I couldn’t say anything to him. With all he has done to me, and all he has done for me, that betrayal was through the roof, and it was all because you blackmailed me.” I scoffed. “I told you the truth of what would happen if you go against me. I wouldn’t really call that a blackmail.” “That’s what blackmail is you piece of ass.” He stepped closer to me. “Blackmail. Ever heard of it? That’s literally what it is. And you decided to use my worst traits to define me. You threatened me, Carlson.”

her answer is slow, flat but her eyes looked curtly at Alex. “It's fine… if the money used is not the result of corruption… if he is corrupt and gives the money or part of the money to someone else… for any reason, let alone a large amount, it can go into the money laundry. Criminal." Alex said firmly. While Alicia looked down, one she couldn't stand to see the face of the woman in front of her, and secondly because her eyes are already watery…she is in shock, sad to hear her uncle playing obscenely with another woman.

I'm going to. - Oh no! No, Rose. You're not seriously buying it? These rich people are pigs, not saints... - What's that supposed to mean? What do you mean by that? - That they will fuck you in groups or alone... In pairs or in fours... They will pay you for it. The dirtier the offer, the more you will get paid... - What? This is not what I wanted... Rose felt her tears fall. Just thinking about it made her feel sick. Maybe she needed the money, but she would never do that... It was the horror...

Dean said, in a very irritated tone. I know that whatever he is saying is right. I shouldn't have blackmailed Angela for marrying me. But why can't he understand that I have no other option. If I would have asked her to go on a date with me, she would definitely have rejected. She wouldn't have given me even one chance to know her better. She is a stubborn fireball. And I can't take the risk of losing her. So the best option which I saw, was to blackmail her to marry me.

His mind raced through every possibility, every enemy, every shadow from his past who might want to hurt him—but none seemed to fit. Then, as his eyes darted back to the email, the message below the picture snapped into focus: “This is just the beginning. Pay up, or the world finds out.” A chill crawled up his spine, icy and suffocating. His breath hitched. The words were unmistakably blackmail. Alessandro sat back, his fingers trembling slightly as he ran them through his dark hair. Pay up? The audacity. The threat. The insinuation that this secret, this fragile truth between him and Isabel, could be weaponized against him—against his family, his empire.

"I did. Officers, I'd like to report Mr. Charlie Langford for extortion. The amount involved is substantial." Charlie was stunned, but so was I. "F-Fraud?" he barked, looking at her in disbelief. "What are you talking about, Madeline? I received the money, but you're calling the police on me now? No matter what, we did sleep together! That's a fact! How could this be a fraud?" "A fact?" Madeline smirked. "Charlie, oh, Charlie. You didn't actually think a 100 thousand dollars was enough to bribe my driver and drop me onto your lap? I spent millions on professional bodyguards. Do you honestly think they're less reliable than a driver?"